What is love? Real love is kind. It means being able to commit, cherish, honor, respect, love and care. It brings great joy to people's lives. It is not about the money, bling, or being rich. It is about being rich at heart, being together through thick and thin. Share memories and keep it real. No matter how tough it is, bring out the best in each other. It has no limits nor expectations. It is about being able to give and not want in return. Love cannot be seen nor touched. You cannot deny it, but it can be felt.

Love is the thing that makes you feel like you are in heaven if the person looks at you. A second spent with you is like a year with you. Your love gives me strength each day, supports me, and fills me with pleasure, which illuminates my life. My heart won over any time you gaze at me. Your fixed looks drive me absolutely crazy. It is useless to try to leave without you because life is only meaningful when I am with you.

Love is the thing that keeps you up all night because you'd rather talk to that person than sleep. Love can be the best feeling in the world and also the worst. It can bring you higher than you've ever been, build you, complete you, make you. Or it can tear you apart, completely destroy you, make you question everything you know, keep you up at night and wonder where things went wrong. Love is wanting someone else's happiness more than your own. Love is sacrifice. It is respect and selflessness, forgiveness. Love is the thing that makes the world worthwhile, makes your bed not seem lonely at night, your days without them so much longer and your years with them so much shorter. It is the thing that makes you look at that person and think about how you've never seen something so perfect.

Michelle, thank you for sharing this story, I'm searching for something to say at my friend's celebration of life. He passed in his sleep, and I believe he died of a broken heart. His wife, a friend of mine, had committed suicide a month earlier. His love for her and hers for him was all-consuming for them both. They shared the best of love and the worst. They made a promise to each other that their love would be forever. He kept that promise to her. I feel they are together now forever. Just where they want to be. Although their death has been very hard for me, at the same time I know and feel they are more in love now and that the worst is over. They are my Romeo and Juliet.

by Tenisha Sterling

1 year ago

That is true. Everything you said describes the love I have. I had and still have someone who has done everything you said.

by Florence Ngwenya

1 year ago

LOVE...What a word. Love is mutual respect, it's when you understand each other, when you connect two happy hearts. Loving someone means appreciation. Love can be expressed by many ways: supporting, encouraging, understanding. When we talk about love, we talk about the sensation that is infinity to reach...

Love means scratching each other's back. You scratch my back, I scratch your back. When you first meet the one you love, you can go to the extent of doing anything to be with that person. That is what I call love.

The first time I meet you, my eyes were always looking up to you. You then became my friends, my crush, my everything. Your smile made me blush, your personality was amazing. You stood by my side. You made me laugh, and sometimes you made me wanna cry. I forgave you because I loved you. The day I was going back home I really wanted to cry; I couldn't come to you and say good bye because I couldn't hold my tears, but finally I got your number. When you said you wanted to tell me something, I was worried. When you said you loved me, you made me so happy I said I love you too, when we started dating, you would share your most hurting stories about your family to me. You would always act stubborn, and that made me smile. Yu will always remain in my heart, in my mind, and in my soul...love you, Mihlali.